John Keble

  • From “Stars”
    MORE and more stars! behold yon hazy arch
        Spanning the vault on high,
    By planets traversed in majestic march,
        Seeming to earth’s dull eye
    A breath of gleaming air: but take thou wing
        Of Faith and upward spring:—
    Into...

  • We scatter seeds with careless hand,
        And dream we ne’er shall see them more;
            But for a thousand years
            Their fruit appears,
    In weeds that mar the land,
        Or healthful store.

    The deeds we do, the words we say,—
        ...

  • The Midday sun, with fiercest glare,
    Broods over the hazy, twinkling air;
        Along the level sand
    The palm-tree’s shade unwavering lies,
    Just as thy towers, Damascus, rise
        To greet yon wearied band.

    The leader of that martial crew
    ...